Thursday, November 17

albert at work and play

I may have to try meditating. The cellmate's having a tooth pulled at the dentist right now, and I'm having sympathetic nervous dread. Usually I use the out-of-sight-out-of-mind philosophy, e.g. if she's out driving late at night I just go to sleep and assume she'll be there in the morning. I think it's the only way to handle an extremely independent partner. But now suddenly I'm developing excessive empathy. Maybe this is what happens in a long long relationship.

While I'm standing by with the painkillers, here's some of Albert's photos from the last few days.